“I suppose not.” Highways agreed. He thought it only polite to give the option. It’s not like they had a real plan, even if seeing the Atlantic Ocean had been a nice thought.
“It’s not that bad. You can always find your way back even if it isn’t the way you came.” Blinking, Lincoln looked a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head. He had a habit of getting mixed up in vague, rambling double talk when on a long walk.
“You ever have that happen. I mean, your subconscious taking you somewhere you didn’t know you wanted to go until you got there?”
Left was as good a direction as any. They’d be walking away from the sun, not the towards it.